Sweet Hitch-Hiker
Was riding alongside the highwayRolling up the country sideThinking I'm the devil's heatwaveWhat you burn in your crazy mind?
Saw a slight distraction standing by the roadShe was smiling there, yellow in her hairDo you want to, I was thinking, would you care?
Sweet Hitch-a-HikerWe could make music at the Greasy KingSweet Hitch-a-HikerWon't you ride on my fast machine?
Cruising on through the junctionI'm flying about the speed of soundNoticing peculiar functionAin't no roller coaster show me down
I turned away to see herWoah! She caught my eyeBut I was rolling down, moving too fastDo you want to, she was thinking, can it last?
Sweet Hitch-a-HikerWe could make music at the Greasy KingSweet Hitch-a-HikerWon't you ride on my fast machine?
Was busted up along the highwayI'm the saddest riding fool aliveWondering if you're going my wayWon't you give a poor boy a ride?
Yeah, here she comes a-ridingLord, she's flying highShe was rolling down, moving too fastDo you want to, she was thinking, can I last?
Sweet Hitch-a-HikerWe could make music at the Greasy KingSweet Hitch-a-HikerWon't you ride on my fast machine?
Sweet Hitch-a-HikerWe could make music at the Greasy KingSweet Hitch-a-HikerWon't you ride on my fast machine?
Sweet Hitch-a-HikerWe could make music at the Greasy KingSweet Hitch-a-HikerWon't you ride on my fast machine?